. As a result, I too, became confused. I certainly was attracted to guys but could also appreciate the beauty of another female.I had the usual childh...ood curiosities but didn't really question sex until my mid and late teen years. I had a few girlfriends and we did "sleepovers" at each others' houses that didn't amount to much more than talking incessantly about our favorite topic: Guys!Since we played around with wearing each others clothes and makeup, I became more than curious and "peeked". James said no. We agreed Tuesday, at my house, after school."Keep quiet," whispered Bob. He grabbed James, produced a pair of handcuffs and held James to ransom until he said, "Ok Then." James removed his clothes, but before he was finished Bob pulled James' head up by the hair and stuck his dirty, piss soaked from the toilet floor bare feet into James' now open mouth."Suck," commanded Bob. James did so willingly for a short amount of time, before standing up, getting the last of his stuff off. Her figure was a perfect hourglass from her breasts down to her waist and her hips which filled out her skirt. She was perfect.Oh, how can I forget her ass? My hands would fit perfectly around each cheek of that round ass. Everything about her was perfect. I could only imagine what she’d look like wearing something thin and clinging, showing every line and curve of her luscious, olive, toned body.Every time she looked at me I felt my body react. She had the face and innocence of an angel. But. Mentally I was starting to see the body in the mirror as a woman's body.Men, after all, might put on a wig and a dress but underneath this theywould still be Male, they would still be wearing male clothes, wouldn'tthey? But by this time Leanne had applied concealer and foundation,eyeshadow, mascara and lipstick so even though I hadn't put on my dressyet, underneath it the person I was becoming looked, to all intents andpurposes, like a woman because she was dressed like a woman and woremake up.